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Shi Yuhuan's eyes shimmered with a bright light, indulgence slowly brimming within.
Gently, he stroked Song Qinghuan's back and hair, then leaned over to kiss her lips, "I know, I've always known. Yesterday I thought about the past, felt a bit depressed, and I was afraid of losing you. It was all my fault, can you forgive me?"
"I never blamed you! What's there to forgive!" Song Qinghuan's face gradually lit up with a smile, stretching her arms to embrace him by the waist, "And I believe you never blamed me, which is why I didn't say sorry to you."
Shi Yuhuan looked down at the person in his arms, feeling so compassionate that his icy heart was about to melt into water.
Seeing her face slightly flushed from the wine, he frowned and said, "Don't ever drink again, understand? You really can't hold your liquor, and it's not the kind of thing I want others to know."
Song Qinghuan leaned into his arms, closed her eyes, and mumbled, "Okay, I got it!"
